Sooo. Hello! Yes its been a while since I've updated and I'm sorry. I have no excuses except I just haven't been in the mood to write. I've had no ideas and no motivation. The way this chapter was written because my best friend hit me with a broom handle untill it was done. And I'm not joking. It hurt really bad.
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"See buddy, all you gotta do is roll it tight." Shawn clasped the paper in his hand. "Give it a good squeeze." Shawn's hands stiffened. "Aim." Shawn raised his arm. "And release." The paper ball went flying from Shawn's hand and landed with a plunk in the metal wastebasket by Lassiter's desk.
"Can I try?" Chris whispered.
"Sure," Shawn handed him a plain, white piece of paper. Chris mimicked what Shawn had just taught him. The ball went flying, flying, and smacked right into Lassiter's head.
"Spencer!" He yelled turning and glaring at Shawn.
"I didn't do it! I swear Lassie!" Shawn protested pointing at Chris. Chris smiled and waved shyly. Lassiter sighed and turned back to his work mumbling, "Stupid Spencer." Chris burst into a fit of giggles and Shawn laughed along with him. His eyes caught the beautiful blue ones of Juliet's. Shawn had noticed Juliet watching them off and on all afternoon. She gave a small smile before returning to her work. Shawn's breath hitched in his throat as he turned away from her.
"Are you okay?" Chris questioned looking at him.
"Yeah bud. Let's find something else to do. I don't wanna make Lassie madder." Chris nodded but didn't take his eyes off Shawn. Shawn and Chris walked over to the other side of the station and both collapsed into chairs. Chris closed eyes and his head dropped.
Snoring. Loud snoring. Chris opened his eyes and found the source. Shawn was fast asleep. His feet on top of someone's desk, his chin pressed against his chest. Chris jumped down from the chair he was in and walked over to Detective Lassie-Lassiter.
"Um, Mister?" Chris pulled slightly on Lassiters shirt.
"It's Detective." He answered not looking up.
"Oh. Detective? I'm hungry." Chris clenched his stomach.
"Go get something." Lassiter waved him away. Chris turned and walked away. Just when he had lost all of hope of getting food, he spotted the nice Detective lady. Jules, Shawn had called her. Chris walked over to her and she looked up immediately.
"What's up Chris?" her voice was soft. Under her blue eyes you could clearly see dark circles.
"I'm hungry." He repeated.
"Where's Shawn?" She looked around not being able to see him.
"He's asleep." Chris pointed in Shawn's direction. Shawn's feet were still on the desk. A rookie went over to the desk and sighed at the papers on the ground. The rookie touched Shawn's foot, all it did was twitch. Juliet laughed and turned back to Chris.
"Why don't we go and get you something to eat? We can get Shawn and Carlton something as well." Juliet grabbed her purse from her bottom desk drawer.
"Can you leave?" Chris cocked his head.
"Of course I can. I just have to tell the Chief you're coming with me. Come on." She held out her hand. Chris waited for a moment, before grasping her hand. Her hand was warm and a pink color. His own mother hadn't been like this. Sure she loved him but her skin was always cold. And her actions seemed forced.
"Chief?" Juliet opened the door.
"Yes O'Hara?" Vick glanced up at her Detective and Chris.
"I'm taking Chris out to make a lunch run. You want anything?" Juliet informed.
"I'm not sure he should go with you Detective." Vick went back to her work.
"Did you know the professional burglars start at the bottom drawer? This way they don't have to close the top one before going on. It saves time." Chris chimed in. Vick started Chris in the eyes.
"No. I didn't know that." She admitted. "Be careful O'Hara." Juliet nodded and shut the door behind them.
"Can we wake Shawn?" Chris asked looking at Shawn.
"Nah, let's let him get some sleep. He gets mean when he's cranky." They walked past the unhappy Officer still trying to wake Shawn. Chris noticed a line of drool from Shawn's mouth and giggled. Still holding Juliet's hand they walked outside and over to her green buggy. Chris stood by her door waiting for her to lower her seat. She surprised him when she told him her could sit up front.
"I can sit up there?"
"Why not? You're old enough." Chris smiled and ran to the other side. He opened the door, and clambered into the seat. Juliet watched Chris. He was small for someone of eight years. His feet barely touched the floor, and he couldn't shut the door by himself once buckled in. Juliet happily got out of the car and shut the door for him. Chris gave her an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry."
"No need to apologize sweetie. You'll grow soon enough." Juliet told him pulling out of the lot.
"Yeah but people are always having to do things for me. I feel like a little kid." He pouted crossing his arms.
"You are a kid."
"Am not," Chris's chest puffed slightly. Juliet rolled her eyes and stopped at the red light.
"What would you like for lunch?" she changed the subject. He shrugged. "Okay, how about Burger King?" she suggested.
"Is that the one with that guy with the clown head?"
"You don't eat a lot of fast food do you?"
"No. My parents had their own personal chef. And my Aunt cooked a lot of fish." Chris's face went sour.
"Don't like fish?" Juliet guessed.
"Yeah." He nodded.
"Well. The one with the clown head is Jack In The Box. You'll see." Juliet went into the drive through of the nearest Burger King. After explaining how the ordering system went, Juliet ordered the food. She herself wasn't a big fan of fast food, but that was all Shawn ate. So she got used to it.
"Thank you." Juliet handed the bags of food to Chris as they were handed to her from the window. "Thank you," Chris smiled at the man with the red headset.
"You're welcome young man." The man waved and Juliet drove away. Juliet turned left and drove down the empty stretch of road.
"What the hell?" Juliet mumbled. A black sedan was driving on the wrong side of the road and was driving right towards them. Juliet tried to get out of the way. The car in front swerved and missed them. But another car Juliet hadn't seen crashed into them on her side. Juliet heard the scream of Chris before everything went black.
PSYCHPSYCHPSYCH
Shawn snorted and jumped up. Officer Greg was glaring at Shawn with a pepper shaker in his hand.
"Would you kindly remove your feet from my desk?" he grumbled.
"Sure." Shawn yawned and removed his feet knocking over a cup with pencils and pens. Greg sighed and continued the cold stare on Shawn. "Oh, sorry man." Shawn bent down to help pick up the object. Shawn only managed to knock down the chair as well.
"Just go! I'll do it myself." Greg pushed Shawn out of the way and started to clean the mess Shawn had made.
"Well. If you insist," Shawn turned and walked towards Lassiter's desk.
"You finally feed that brat?" Lassiter asked. His fingers were flying across the keyboard.
"Brat?" Shawn yawned. "Oh you mean Chris. Wait, what?" Shawn looked around just noticing that Chris was nowhere to be found.
"He came over here a few minutes ago. Said he was hungry, I shooed him off." Carlton ignored Shawn's look.
"You shooed him off? Lassie!"
"What?" Lassiter stood up.
"You can't shoo a kid off. Especially one who's lost so much," Shawn sighed and scratched his head. "Maybe Jules knows," Shawn turned only to find the blonde's desk empty. "Chief!" Shawn yelled. Vick opened her door and stepped in his view. Lassiter sat back down and returned to his computer.
"What Mister Spencer?" she barked.
"Where's Jules?" he asked.
"O'Hara took Chris to get some food. They should be back any moment." She said sternly.
"He's safe. Good," Shawn let out a breath of relief.
"Uh Chief?" Buzz came out of nowhere.
"What McNabb?"
"There was report of a car accident a mile away from the station. It consisted of a green buggy." Buzz looked at Shawn.
"Jules drives a green buggy!" Shawn shouted.
"Spencer calm down. I'm sure it isn't her." Lassiter stood up at the mention of his partner. Shawn wasn't listening to Lassiter, he pulled out his phone and dialed Juliet's number. After four unanswered rings her voicemail came on, and Shawn ended the call.
"She didn't answer her phone." Shawn turned to Lassiter.
"Come on," He grabbed his keys and marched outside with Vick, Shawn and Buzz right behind him.
"Detective, let me know what's going as soon as possible alright?" Lassiter nodded and got into the car. Shawn hurriedly got into the passenger seat. He'd barely buckled himself in when the siren was blaring and the car was speeding down the road. They drove to the location Buzz had given them and Shawn's heart lurched when he saw the green buggy. Juliet's green buggy. He jumped out of the car and ran over to the wreck.
Juliet was slumped over the wheel. The white air bag against her chest had started to deflate. Food and drinks littered the car.
"Jules? Jules? Lassiter call 911!" Shawn shook Juliet softly. There was a soft moan and Shawn noticed Chris's eyes flutter open. "Chris! Are you okay?" Lassiter appeared next to Chris and lifted him out of the car. Shawn turned his attention back to Juliet. He checked her neck for a pulse.
"Jules? Can you hear me?"
"Shawn?" her voice was weak and strained.
"Shh, it's going to be okay. The ambulance is on its way. Are you okay?" A stupid question to ask but he honestly had nothing else to say.
"My head and leg." She responded her voice getting stronger. She slowly lifted herself up and she looked around. "Chris. Where's Chris?"
"He's with Lassiter. Can you get out of the car?"
"I think so," Juliet nodded.
"Grab on." Shawn opened the door and Juliet wrapped her arms around Shawn's neck. His arm latched underneath her legs, the other around her back and he slowly lifted her out of the car.
"O'Hara what happened?" Lassiter asked shifting Chris. Chris's head was on his shoulder, his legs dangling and his arms around his neck.
"I-I don't remember." She rested her head in the crook of Shawn's neck.
"How are you feeling?" Shawn interrupted as Lassiter began to speak.
"Like I was hit by a car," Shawn chuckled softly. Juliet moaned as his body shook hers.
"Sorry," he apologized as the paramedics arrived on scene.
So I've decided to make this Shules. And I already know what happens with Chris :)